"Olivia, have you forgiven me? John, you really didn't lie to me. Olivia is so strong, being violated and having her leg broken is nothing to her."
Thinking that our relationship was nothing but a transaction, hearing these words about being generous at someone else's expense made my heart ache less.
I could even smile at her. "Yes, it really is nothing. I'm not angry, so I can't say I forgive you. I came to apologize. I'm sorry, don't overthink it, go get some rest. Mom and Dad can't live without you."
I glanced at my stunned parents and smiled as well. "You two too, take care of yourselves, don't overwork yourselves."
I turned to look at John. "If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
For some reason, there seemed to be a hint of panic in his eyes. He reached out to pull me, but Maria interrupted him, saying she was hungry.
He looked at me hesitantly. “Why don’t you wait a bit? I’ll take you home. It’s not safe for you to be alone.”
I shook my head, waving my phone. “It’s no big deal. I’ll just call a taxi. No need to bother.”
With that, I turned and left.